[ Whenever Sharkface's expression softens like that at him, Drake wants to kiss him. It's a problem. He smiles back quietly instead, pushing himself up to sitting.
He feels better. Clearer, if still a little overwarm even though he fell asleep without the blanket. Good that the drugs are flushing out. ]
I'll get things started. You wanna hang out with me, or keep painting?
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He feels better. Clearer, if still a little overwarm even though he fell asleep without the blanket. Good that the drugs are flushing out. ]
I'll get things started. You wanna hang out with me, or keep painting?